Raven Sixstitch and The Empire of Lycaonia

The Lycaonian Empire is built on rust and desperation. Its cities groan under corporate debt, its hulking warships claw through the void, and its people endure lives measured in labor and sacrifice. Progress is brutal, augmentation is mandatory, and war is the only future offered to those who have none.

Hrafn Caderyn thought enlistment might buy his family's freedom. Instead, it stripped him of everything he was and reforged him into something unrecognizable. Lycaonia, bleeding resources and fighting a war it cannot win, has forged its last hope: the Ólafur—cyber-enhanced soldiers reshaped for frontline slaughter and high-risk missions behind enemy lines. Disposable yet elite, ghosts yet weapons. Now finding himself among their ranks, Hrafn is thrown into the chaos, surviving only as long as the empire’s war machine keeps running.

Yet the war drags on. The empire crumbles beneath the weight of its own dying machine, and Lycaonia’s grip on survival grows weaker by the day. Somewhere in the void, something stirs—something neither empire is prepared for. And when it arrives, nothing will remain the same.